I was a great lover of the “ I LOVE LUCY “show. As many now are of the re runs that still show today. I used to love when Ricky her Cuban band leader husband, sang BBQooooo BBQ aii aay. I just didn’t get it. Why would he say that all the time in that song. It was later of course that I found out that the Cubans like other Latin Americans, love pork. They put in soups and cook in ovens and grill it. Eat it with rice and fried green bananas. I guess you could sort of compare that to our fried green tomatoes. One particular dish is almost synonymous with Cuba and you can call it a national dish. Le Chon Asada, roast pork. Now I am sure that Cuba being what you could describe as occupying a hot and humid geographical location. Right there in the middle of the Carribean, only 90 miles from Florida. They would be apt to do some out door cooking. I would bet my first cousins piano on that. A bbq of sorts. I have had the pleasure of sampling the cuisine of that island here in the U.S. By the immigrants who have braved the dangerous passage across to the U.S. mainland. Now I figure that since we as Americans fought a conflict in and around 1903. Called the Spanish American War. In which I am proud to say we kicked the butts of the Spanish Resulting in a free and autonomous Cuba. Our own Teddy Roosevelt at the head of his Rough Riders, being considered the hero of the Battle of San Juan Hill. Also the fact that Cuba is in close proximity to our wonderful U.S. of A . There has had to be some of our culture that has rubbed off on those folks. Including some phraseology and colloquialisms. Like the words bar b que. So I have deduced in my detective like, Sherlock Holmes, sharp as a tack mind. That Ricky was singing a tribute to the Le chon Asada cooked on an open fire when he was a boy in Cuba. Case solved. So now when I see him beating on a drum they call a conga drum and a sweatin' and a hollerin and yellin'. Like a hound dog treein' a raccoon. I know why and what he is sayin'.
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